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It is easy to say that my family history and genetics are working against me. I am not the only member of my family to struggle with my weight. As with most things, I believe that has an impact, but so does the rest of my life and actions. I can explain away my first 22 years, but I’d rather focus on now.

I got married in 2012 and then got sloppy about my eating habits. More treats and snacks came as I was no longer concerned about fitting into a dress and thousands of pictures being taken.

At the time, I also worked at a very stressful firm with a very poor culture and relationship between the senior staff and mid level staff. This left me wracked with anxiety about my job performance and job security. So I turned to my doctor and medication for help. Of course, weight gain came with the medications. My doctor told me that they would make me hungrier. I had no idea how right she was. Within a month, I gained 10 lbs on top of the 5 that had crept on after the wedding.

Thankfully, I got new job and was able to wean myself off of the SSRI’s. But the weight stayed. As much as I have tried to buckle down, that 20 lbs is sticking around.